Time can't come back, it fades away as seasons change, choices won't be abjured, a grave mistake recurred with disregard shackled to dread, no hope remains

A sweet echo comes in mind, it’s a moment of lost bliss, twirling in the sky it crosses the edge of immensity, hangs up for a while, then it vanishes wrapped by gloom. I couldn't ever be so close, and so far away at the same time.

Time can't come back, I'll fade away, wrong choices can't be fixed. Shackled to dread, leaves' dance is just an illusory lift, sooner or later they are bound to descend, they are doomed to oblivion.